Covid and pigeons

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On the highway there is a man with an anti -mosquito net banner, apparently a business rushing, as another materialized, the banner says "Mosquito nets". Who do you think are doing better? That's right, they do not like the smart or literate. Our hero is Ivanushka-Durachk. The mentality is a terrible thing.

A spontaneous platform appeared in the courtyard, where the pigeons are fed. Well, there are unsanitary conditions, rats and all that - covered. Between the houses a passage to stops. People, how are they? Predictable, at the same time with a crowd to work. Pigeons are gathering at this point, already scrambled.

Yesterday at night, I suddenly realized that with the loss of Crimea, as a place of rest, the accompanying place had gone. Under the pike perch in August, when they remove the protection from the vineyards, you will have a collection of wines, you go to one, on the other, and now the moon shines, you are still warm, you sit drink and eat the same variety, slightly nostalgic for French cheese, by the way, but, alas, there is no cheese in the Russian Federation. All over the world, cheese is ripening, and we have cheese men. But I'm not talking about that. Kuindzhi chicly conveaged the reflection of the moon in the water, and the sunset over the raging waves are beautiful at Gayvazyan (in the Aivazovsky world). And it doesn’t matter that Ovannes wrote the northern seas, and Arkhip Kuyumji turned out to be the Dnieper best, although many argue that, they say, he simply passed the light best and it doesn’t matter that it was a grove or the Caucasus. If you go to a large wine-watering lift from the lower station of the lift on Ai-Petri, then you will certainly pass the Kuindzhi house. The strange location of the windows for the painter. And then we approach the most important thing. Many do not understand Mars (Marse Field in Foros) or sober parking in a quiet bay (also Foros) - a day of heat, but from sunset to dawn - this is a paradise. Naked girls are slightly furious, that you are not looking at them, but at sea. The lunar path, pre -binding glare, you feel and see what the Armenian and the Greek saw. You can dart into Sevos in the museum and have a couple of hours to get on Kuindzhi or on the way to the house to jump into Feodosia in Aivazovsky. It's like wine and the same grape variety for a snack.

The first day of Augustus, all the august persons reached for the Crimea, but I did not.

In Madagascar, they made a medicine for Covid, well, there were a pin for a kick under the ass (the persons of non grata and the order to leave the country at 72 hours). Covid won, there are no lethal cases. There is a little more here. To intimidate people and stab a vaccine - this is completely different money than to give medicine to the sick. In this way, John Magufli, President Tanzania, was killed in this thought. I can’t because of my mother, but I would have taken up the smuggling of medicines from Madagascar, and I love lemurs. By the way, Lori’s lemurs come out at sunset to the water, fold the legs with a boat and pray on the setting sun.